Last updated on: June 17, 2008 at 6:41 am
By
Desh Kapoor
"Stop talking of Kashmir, if you do not know what happens there!" burst out Khurshid. He had been listening to the self gloating talk of four guys who had been praising how the Indian Government was handling the situation. He had seen how his younger brother's bullet ridden body had one day been brought home. He was just 4. The stony eyes on a still glowing face with bullet ridden stomach was hard to digest. Khurshid was angry. But he had never wanted to be another killer. His family had seen a lot. His Uncle would often be away from home, some said he was in Pakistan. He would often come and bring some friends they had never known. Surely not Kashmiris, but who were very disciplined in the daily prayers and strict on religious practice. Then one day his Uncle never returned. His Aunt never recovered from that setback. Ever since, she was with their family bed ridden. His father had brought his cousin and his own kids up. Ajay was the angry one. "Oye.. are you a Jehadi?" No. DO I have to be? I am one of those who left the valley because I could not take the violence and did not want to be violent. There was little choice. "But its you guys who do the violence anyways!" Neeraj said bluntly. Who is this "you" here? A car in your colony ran over a kid last evening... you heard about that didn't you? Can I say that "you guys" run over kids? Why do I have to take the curse of masses? The four were stunned! His argument was strong and to the point. Pankaj then requested "Then why does violence happen in Kashmir. Since you suggest that we do not know, you ought to explain to us why you think it happens?" Isnt it obvious? Over the years, the Government of India, has been putting up puppet rulers who have never looked at the good of the people. When the people asked for their rights we got violent Army and then came the reaction and violence escalated. We are asking for rights... of basic human beings. That we need to be ruled by ourselves and live with our consent. Youth with no future can take a violent direction. And that is what has happened in our land of peace! I am angry, but do not desire violence. Bahut takat chahiye yeh sab bardasht karne ke liye! Rajiv was smoking. It was an interesting conversation. He looked back. "Bardasht is a very interesting word. Can you use that with an angry mind?" "What do you mean? When pain occurs, the mind will react. To not take a wrong action despite provocation is Bardasht!" Read more